He Bibiqu was battling on one side, his head enveloped in a white mist that vaguely emitted an icy chill.
It seemed that the Ice and Snow Cold Poison lurking within his body was beginning to break free, due to the strain of fighting full-throttle.
He'd narrowly dodged several deadly blows, truly on the precipice of danger at every turn.
Miao Sensen narrowed his eyes, gazing at He Bibiqu's face, his gaze venomous as a snake as he said in a low, menacing voice, "He Bibiqu, you can no longer suppress your internal injuries, can you? This chill from the poison is unbearable, isn't it? How much longer can you hold on?"
"I warned you not to push yourself too hard. It looks like you are really going to drop dead here!"
He Bibiqu replied coldly, "If I die for Great Qin, what is it to you?"
"I merely feel pity..."
Miao Sensen let out a hoarse laugh that echoed through the air, "Heavenly Clothes' Governor of Tiannan District is about to fall here, killed by my hand."
